[Neuvillette hollows his cheeks, tongue winding around Wriothesley's cock. He can't be completely sure how that sentence is supposed to end but he has a good inkling as to what it is and he feels a warmth in the pit of his stomach in anticipation. He somehow leans closer, swallowing around the warden as he slides his hands up his thighs and over his abs with a muffled moan.]
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